This is something I’d written down earlier this year while I was going through a series of conflicts within an association I’m involved with. I wanted to share it with you:
Humility w/o foolish surrender. Temperance without compromised values. Dialogue without useless bickering.
These are things that I seek but for all my efforts, the conversations that surround me all degrade. You are only considered humble if you surrender. You are only truly temperate if you agree. Dialogue is only possible if ideals match.
The human condition coupled with idealogically-driven politics has created an environment where temperate and respectful discourse is rare. We see it from national politics all the way down to neighbor disputes. Reasonability is judged based upon how far you’re willing to come to my side. A willingness to see the other side’s point of view is viewed, by most, as weakness.
The odd thing? Observed by disinterested parties, both sides appear unreasonable. Likewise, even when view by interested parties seeking common ground, both sides still appear unreasonable, but the interested party is forced to choose the side that seems “most right” just so discussion can move forward in hopes of possible resolution (if just by force of consensus.)
I find myself in this situation. As a Christian, I attempt in my frailty to bridge the gap and take my lead from Christ – less interested in the issues and more interested in the people. This is shown in His amazing patience for Peter, His willingness to educate Nicodemus, and, ultimately, His willingness to endure the cross.
So, Veritas Fellowship has been partnering with Soli Deo Gloria for about 9 months now. We actually attend Sunday morning services at Soli Deo Gloria on 4th and Pedernales. I lead the music and occasionally preach (I actually preach this coming Sunday on Luke 19:11-27 , The Parable of the Ten Minas). I’ve enjoyed the experience so far, but have recently had to repent of a sucky attitude.
Wait… I need to back up a bit.
So, God tells me to help plant this church in Austin and I’m excited because I’m breaking away from my past arrogance and being challenged to move away from legalism and start to think missionally and incarnationally (yeah – I know, but they’re the best words I can come up with at 1:00am – I think I have another blog post that attempts to define those… if not, ping me and I’ll write one up).
The irony of this is that if you’re prone to arrogance and legalism, you are also prone to manufacture new rules for every situation. My natural tendency is to try and create a lens through which I can view the world (and this includes people). While there are aspects of this that are natural and might even be considered healthy… the danger lurking within is massive.
As Christians, we are supposed to be led by the Spirit. So, if the lens through which we view the world is the Scripture, then we are viewing it rightly. Unfortunately for me, I usually don’t find this to be good enough. Some things end up looking blurry and, in my photoshopped world, I want everything crisp and in focus with absolute clarity. So, in the areas where the lens is blurry, I try to “help” by creating a framework of rules. Ack. While the rules I create don’t necessarily go against scripture… they are impotent in comparison.
Why is this? Because we don’t get clarity in this life for every detail. The lens of scripture is supposed to be blurry sometimes! I know that sounds wrong… but it’s absolutely true. You don’t think so? While the Bible is filled with all we need for life and godliness… it is not always detailed. For example, a good friend is going through an incredibly rough time… you have good reason to suspect this is self-inflicted – do you show tough love or do you hold their hand? The Bible does not give a clear answer (might be time for hand-holding, might be time for a swift kick in the rear)… you’re going to have to be (wait for it) led by the Spirit. Yep, that’s right, you’re gonna need faith. (So, if you’re thinking that the “needing faith” part makes it clear… you’ve, uh, totally missed the analogy.)
So, when we create rules to “help” Scripture so we can provide a nice framework for our lives… we might actually be damaging our ability to have faith because we, far too often, end up replacing Scripture with this framework of our own making. Dangerous, costly, stupid, and, yes, arrogant.
Okay… what was I talking about? Right… my own arrogance.
So, we’ve been partnering with SDG… but my attitude has been we’ve been helping SDG – not partnering with them. After all, we’re our own church, right? We have a very specific vision for the Montopolis area (which doesn’t include 4th and Pedernales). So, this is David’s show and I just do what I’m asked to do. Man, I suck.
Lo and behold, next Sunday (the 31st) is Serve Austin Sunday. A few weeks ago when I heard about this, I had absolutely no interest in it whatsoever. (!!?) I mean, all we’re doing is reaching out to a neighborhood I’m not specifically called to, you know? I got other stuff to deal with and this is David’s church and not mine – so this is his deal, right? (Wow… I really suck!)
Do you see what I did… for the sake of a vision, I created a new framework – one that didn’t include 4th and Pedernales (or David for that matter). Even though I serve there – even though I show up every Sunday and lead God’s people in songs for His glory… I don’t think I’m called there? Lord forgive me for my arrogance.
God does not put us somewhere for our glory. We are not called to serve somewhere by accident. Our placement is always purposeful and always intentional. We must be ever-intent, ever-listening, ever-patient to see and hear and join in to whatever God is already doing. Remember, God didn’t bring us to a certain place so that we could do something… nope, He brought us there to participate in what He’s already doing.
Read this first: http://faithparley.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-happened-last-night.html
I was there (I’m the Asian-American Brandon mentions) and I felt such an electricity last night looking around at all of these pastors who share the same heart. The concept that 7 men representing 4 church plants could get together in one living room and start talking about how they could effectively partner with each other to reach the city in tangible productive ways was incredibly moving. None of us were there to see how we could grow our church – we were all there to see how we could be the Church in Austin: living in and building missional (gospel) communities, doing real work to help real people in this city with no other agenda than to show love and mercy, and to brainstorm ways to create a means to enable other pastors to do the same thing.
Crossing demoninational and theological lines is a very difficult thing for pastors to do… especially in American culture where competition is a part of growing up… everything is a game or a contest and everyone is told they can be the best if they give it their best (which is a bald-faced lie… but I digress). While the Church should be immune to this, it has proven to be a difficult thing to overcome (competitiveness is actually celebrated by most) without God’s amazing grace leading the way. None of us in the room were experts and none claimed to be… we didn’t come in thinking we had it all figured out – we came in with the genuine desire to see what God is going to do with this unusual partnership.
I’m very excited to see what tomorrow brings… really, really excited.
I watched Star Trek the reboot at the Alamo Village on May 7th at 7:00pm in 4K digital projection (which is astounding by the way… probably going to go there for ALL movies from now on… the clarity is incredible). Being a closet Trekkie my entire life (well, while I was younger, I was an out-and-out Trekkie, but age mellowed me), I was so skeptical when I heard they were going to do a reboot of the franchise. But, unlike many avid fans, I understood. Each attempt to add to the Star Trek mythology with another set of characters and another ship got increasingly tired until Berman and company did the stupidest thing ever… they decided to do a prequel series with Scott Bakula (he of the constant comedic overtone) and a hot vulcan chick. I tried to watch Enterprise – I’m a Star Trek fan… it was so incredibly awful I can’t even describe its awfulness. At that point, I thought we’d seen the end of my beloved Star Trek.
So, the reboot was the only thing possible… but Berman and company had so destroyed the franchise, I couldn’t trust that they’d do anything good with a reboot… and then I discovered Berman and company were going to have nothing to do with the reboot and it was going to be a Bad Robot creation with Mr. Abrams himself at the helm… hope began to spring up as I’m a fan of some of Abrams work (though all his series seem to spin hopelessly out of control… the original premise of each has been compelling – plus Fringe seems to be holding together so far). But I was still highly skeptical… who could play these characters and give them justice? Then Quinto was cast as Spock and suddenly, I began to be convinced somebody was actually thinking. Quinto is a fabulous actor and his resemblance to Nimoy was obvious.
The first teaser trailer was nothing more than the construction of the ship with a Nimoy voiceover of “Space, the final frontier.” Four words were the only thing spoken and I was moved (geek) and got teary-eyed (super-geek) and became convinced Abrams was going to pull this off. Every trailer after that cemented my conviction that the new movie was going to be a solid first attempt. (I had to remain somewhat skeptical as I’d been disappointed by trailers multiple times in my life… as have we all.)
Now that I’ve seen it, I can say with conviction that it was better than I dared to hope. So good, in fact, now I’m concerned they’ll never be able to follow it up, but that’s a different article. Right now, I want to tell you what I liked:
Scott Urban as Leonard McCoy: What a beautiful tribute to this character… the writing was an obvious tribute, but the fact that Urban pulled it off with such aplomb was a very pleasant surprise. He had the rancor of DeForrest Kelley without trying to mimic the actor himself. With many fabulous fan moments, he was so great to watch. He was the biggest surprise of the movie for me.
Simon Pegg as Montgomery Scott: I loved Jimmy Doohan. I loved him as Scotty and believed, sincerely, that nobody could play Scotty better than Doohan… well, fellow Trekkies might put a contract out on me for this, but Pegg’s Scotty is better than Doohan’s Scotty. How is that possible? Doohan is Scotty… regardless, Montgomery Scott is a character – a Scottish engineering genius prone to exaggerate and predict doom and gloom with a comedic wit… Pegg’s comedic timing is impeccable without making it a mockery. I love the new Scottie… I hope we get more of this.
Zachary Quinto as Mr. Spock: Amazing performance… he plays a slightly more emotional Spock, but the conflict adds to his character and deepens some great moments in the film. I can’t imagine anyone else taking the baton from Nimoy… incredibly well done.
Chris Pine as James Tiberius Kirk: With all of Shatner’s faults… his iconic portrayal of Kirk defined this legendary character and audiences throughout history love Kirk. As badly acted as some of Shatner’s movie portrayals were, you still love this character. Abrams did a genius thing here… in the 60s, Kirk would have been viewed as a rebellious rogue who flaunted regulations in order to get the job done… today, that portrayal would look safe in comparison to our modern sensibilities. He and the writers wrote the new Kirk to appear to a modern audience as a rebellious rogue who flaunts regulations… believably. Pine was superb. He’s young, but you saw (clearly I think) the command presence as soon as he says his first order into the conn.
I can’t wait to see it again!
Can writing change you? Does writing somehow redeem the writer? Can the act of placing words on virtual page actually cause a tangible change in the person doing the writing? The answer is, of course it can, but, this thought somehow never occurred to me. I was reading something by Linford Detweiler of the band Over the Rhine where he described himself as a writer who constantly runs from writing. I am also a writer who runs from writing. I have become a writer who somehow believes that the words and thoughts must be birthed fully formed. I’m so afraid of writing something stupid – even if it honestly reflects my own stupidity of the moment – that I just stop writing altogether.
Linford continues in his letter with the following:
But the writing works on me little by little and begins to change me. That’s why I would recommend not putting off writing if it’s something you feel called to: if you put it off, then the writing can’t do the work that it needs to do to you.
Yes, I think there’s something there. If you don’t do the work, the work can’t change you. (No one expects to change overnight.)
I had never stopped to consider, really, that the writing is something that needs to do something to me. Now, with that revelation in hand… let’s see if it changes anything shall we?
Tonight I had what I consider one of the best musical experiences in my life. I saw Over the Rhine at the Texas Union Theatre with my wife and two great friends. If you haven’t heard of Over the Rhine, I commend them to you for a variety of reasons – whether you be a Christian or not. Just on the level of pure musicianship, the band was incredible. Linford can play an incredible jazz/blues/country/rock piano and he hit just about every style imaginable tonight. Karin’s voice is a beautiful mix of a little Lucinda Williams and a lot more clarity – amazing to listen to as she brings emotion and meaning to every song she sings.
They sang two songs that my fellow Christian brethren should find incredibly moving. One song that I highly recommend is called “The Trumpet Child” that explores the return of Christ using non-traditional and highly poetic language that literally brought tears to my eyes… beautiful rendition that caused my heart to scream “Maranatha!” The other song is called “New Redemption Song” that speaks volumes – again, a song I commend to all of my Christian brothers and sisters.
Now, with that short paragraph and description, you’d think I went to what would be considered a Christian concert… but it wasn’t – at least not in the traditional sense. While those two songs obviously display strong Christian influence, the beauty of the concert was how real and raw everything was. There were songs about pain that were very real with a few that dropped the occassional, yet appropriate, expletive. There were songs about love and joy as well, but none using what I would consider a distinctly Christian nomenclature.
This was an incredibly encouraging evening where I believe I saw a band that hit a cultural high point in my life by showing the use of cultural language and musical influence that showed more of Christ to the world than the typical “Worship Concert” could ever attempt to accomplish. It was raw, it was real, it was moving, and, yes, it was inspiring. Hats off to Over the Rhine for an incredible night… can’t wait to see them again.
Until now, my (intended) audience has been centered on people who have shared much of my experiences with life and faith. If you’ve read my blog, you’ll note that I have felt challenged to expand my horizons and destroy my preconceptions. Through this process, I have ventured out into territories completely foreign to me and interacted with people I would never have known. These ventures have led to the discovery of new friendships – some of whom are becoming close.
These new friends do not all share my experiences nor do many of them share my faith. Considering this, I realize that I am struggling to develop a nomenclature I can use to clearly communicate through my writing. My typical nomenclature assumes an “insider’s” familiarity with Christian language and ideas.
As is obvious by the lack of posts, my unconscious solution to a missing nomenclature seems to be silence. This has proven to be a horrible solution… its only result has been personal frustration. I love to write and I love to share my observations. I have allowed myself to become paralyzed by my fear of unintentional offense. Now, I have no illusion that there is anything approaching a nomenclature that prevents all unintentional offense, but I do feel obligated to mitigate misunderstanding as best I can. If someone is offended by what I am actually saying – I can live with that.
So, to start… obviously, I’m a Christian – what that means to you and what that means to me has so much baggage that the description is almost devoid of meaning… except that it’s still the best thing I can come up with to concisely identify my perspective in broad strokes. So, what is that perspective? That, as best as I can, I constantly try to pattern my life, my views, and my choices after the life set forth by Jesus Christ in the Christian Bible. This is not to say that I do this perfectly (far from it); however, it is my constant longing and intent to live my life to bring honor and glory to Jesus Christ in all that I do. This should tell you a lot about me (but preconceptions likely prevent clarity).
What you might not know is that my use of the word “Christian” also infers a recognition of my own utter brokenness. I know this is not as obvious, but it is no less true. In fact, I am only a Christian because I realize I am broken. If I weren’t broken, why would I need Jesus… the Person upon whom the entirety of the Bible is focused? If you believe that my need of Christ is a revelation of weakness and a need for a crutch… you are correct. In my broken state, I need far more than a simple crutch… I need a new heart and a new mind.
When you realize your own desperation and brokenness, all of humanity must be viewed in a different light. Haughtiness is immediately challenged by a recognition of your own desperate state. This challenge is an important one as it forces the biblical state of humility – the most Christ-like of all traits. Brokenness should lead one to realize that life’s circumstances can force anyone down a path contrary to reason and that each individual is capable of the most heinous acts of sin given the existence of certain stressors – different for each individual. This forces more than humility – it ridicules any attempt at judging another person as somehow less than you are. Of course, I still struggle with this because I forget I’m broken (which, ironically, proves how desperate my state actually is).
This is not to say I don’t believe in taking responsibility for your actions nor do I believe those who commit crimes should go unpunished. Without the rule of law, we end up with a society ruled by the strongest at the expense of the weakest; however, I believe it is possible (necessary!) to mete out justice without condescension. We can still care about the human being who commits the crime while allowing that they must serve a just sentence. We must not look upon the “criminal” with disdain… for we are simply looking at ourselves when we do. The criminal reminds us of the human condition and how fragile it really is.
As a Christian, I believe that humanity suffers from a deep brokenness – one that can only be solved by the God who created us. Whether you believe that or not does not change what I believe: Jesus Christ came to this earth to “fix” man and bring us back to God. The requirement is to admit our brokenness – our sin – and ask Him to forgive us and, further, rely on Him to help us live for His glory and in His name – loving all of mankind and being speakers and doers of truth.
Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.
(To do this, go to “NOTES” under tabs on your “PROFILE” page (you may have to add the tab by clicking on the + sign), click on “Compose New Message” and paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)
NOTE: I absolutely HATE doing these things, but I’ve been tagged so many times, I feel I must. I hate doing these things because I tend to reveal a lot more than I should and it can come off sounding either too flowery, too dramatic, sounding much worse than it truly is… or, most likely, some bizarre conflagration of all three. [EDIT: I have two #2's... weird... so this is really 26 Random things]
1. There’s only one person with whom I share all of my hopes and dreams, my discontentments and my hurts – I married her. She soothes my hurts, encourages my dreams and loves me through my discontentments. I am in constant awe of how blessed I really am.
2a. I have two beautiful little girls that bring me more joy than I would have thought possible. Again, more blessed than I deserve.
2b. I am amazed at God’s faithfulness to keep picking me up every time I do a gleeful swan dive into the cesspool of my sinful nature.
3. I was born in Seoul, South Korea and moved to Texas at 2 1/2.
4. I am plagued by self-doubt – it crouches at the door of my mind at every moment waiting to smother me into complacency – this plague is victor more often than I care to admit.
5. I spent my entire childhood singing – completely unaware that I had any talent for it until late in High School… I sometimes lament all the years of camraderie I lost with other vocalists in my school years… might have had a better impact at keeping me humble (which was brought full circle into a disastrous crash in my college years… trust me, pride does come before a fall)
6. I have not been in a performing band or vocal ensemble (except at church) since I gave up music after the college crash – it took a few years of forced contrition before I trusted myself to pick it up again.
7. I have an expressive, showy personality that has been beaten down by years of self-doubt (see #4) that rarely shows itself. I love to perform and act… I rarely, if ever, do so.
8. I cry… often… especially at movies. It’s more like “a strong tearing up” (there are no sobs), but it happens so often it’s almost embarassing.
9. I love Star Trek. I always have, I always will. Deep down inside I am an uber-Trekkie. When I was a child, I could quote every line of every TOS episode. As I’ve grown older, my social conscience prevented me from sharing this uber-geekiness and much of the old knowledge has since passed away, but the love has never waned. When I heard J.J. Abrams was rebooting Star Trek, I was conflicted… then I saw the teaser trailer, heard Leonard Nimoy utter the opening words of the opening monologue… and, yep, I cried. I can’t wait until it comes out!
10. I believe the ZunePass combined with a Zune is the most incredibly underrated subscription/player package ever made. It’s amazing! (Apple lovers… sue me.)
11. I do not have a favorite band, song, or genre of music. I simply can’t… if you were to look at my Zune, you would see thousands of songs covering genres such as bluegrass, folk, alt-country, some country, lots of rock, some pop (not much), blues, R&B, and much, much more (though little to no hip-hop… just have never been able to get into that).
12. I love movies… passionately. I love the craft, the acting, the music, the story… all of it. I have two small children… I miss movies (but my children more than make up for it).
13. When I was a wee lad in El Paso, I once got my head stuck between two small tree trunks… my parents took pictures before getting me out.
14. When I was not quite as wee a lad in Germany, I got stung by a bee on the outside of my ear… I am now incredibly phobic of bees and wasps… I have learned some control, but it doesn’t last long. In my 30’s, I once jumped out of a moving vehicle because a bee flew in the car… now, it was a slow moving vehicle, but moving nonetheless.
15. I love writing, but I obsess over it to the point of rarely posting or writing. I hate to take the time it takes to really write quality stuff because I think it always sucks… but my love for it has never waned.
16. I’m afraid that I’m becoming addicted to Guild Wars.
17. I’m 41 and still not certain what I want to be when I grow up.
18. I am a slave to variety. I am always trying new coffees, new music, programs, new books, new anything… I can never have a favorite coffee, song, application, book, anything!
19. I am the least handy person I know – put me in front of a computer and I’m totally at home… put a tool in my hand and I suddenly become an idiot.
20. I do not like going to parties… it takes immense willpower for me to go, but I almost always end up enjoying myself so I do try to force myself to go. If you’ve invited me and I haven’t come… I’m sorry, it wasn’t you.
21. When I was in the 4th grade in Copperas Cove, TX – I stuck a marble in my nose that was painfully difficult to remove, the nurse almost sent me to the hospital. I can’t believe I just shared that.
22. I have successfully lost 21 pounds on my diet… but have gained 4 back since the holidays and I’m finding it almost impossible to get back on the wagon… blasted holidays! (Yeah, that’s right… the calendar is to blame – keep on thinking that Larry, because that’ll fix EVERYthing! [rolls eyes at self])
23. I have a desperate desire to be helpful but it is constantly interrupted by my selfish desire to do as little as possible… I truly hate this about myself.
24. I only watch recorded television – I never watch something when it is regularly scheduled because I refuse to have my life dictated by a schedule
25. I love to shop… it’s weird, but I really do.
I hesitate to write this article for a variety of reasons:
Outside of Christ, sin is the norm. To expect a nation of non-Christians to uphold a moral code that we, as believers filled with the Spirit, struggle with daily is both ludicrous and counter-productive. Do we somehow believe that forcing people to ascribe to our view of morality will “bring them around?” Of course not.
I am pro-life. I believe the death of the unborn is a travesty. I do not loathe the women who have had abortions nor do I think they are somehow less human. I do not loathe the people who enable abortion nor do I loathe the practitioners. What I lament is the fact that we have come to a place where an unborn child is an inconvenience and not a blessing and that the quenching of our own carnal desires has become more important than giving life. Intercourse has become intertwined with the word “living” and it defines our culture in many ways. Abortion is an inevitability in that environment. But I still love the woman who is having an abortion right now as I’m writing this and as you’re reading it. Do you? Can you?
We yell and pontificate about the moral decline of our nation from being a Christian nation founded on Christian values into a pagan one. News flash… we were never a Christian nation. We were a nation founded on religious freedoms. We were and still are a nation that was founded giving every citizen the fundamental right to worship and believe as they choose to. Yes, our Declaration of Independence and Constitution were both obviously influenced by men who loved and served the Lord Jesus Christ, but that is where it ends.
So, here we stand, more interested in adding an anti-homosexual marriage amendment to the constitution than we are about the Gospel. More interested in overturning Roe v. Wade than we are about caring for the homeless, the hungry, the naked, and the lost. Most of us, it seems, more interested in fighting abortion than we are helping those who have had abortions or more interested in fighting the homosexuals than we are in actually caring for them and loving them as Christ. We focus our rhetoric on lambasting people for not doing something about moral decline and urge our brothers and sisters into activism to prevent further moral decline by impressing upon our government the need for new laws. Changing laws is not going to make a lasting difference without changing hearts. Rhetoric will not solve the moral decay – politics most certainly won’t.
What will? Christ alone working through His Church in this nation. I’m not talking about your once a year volunteering efforts at Thanksgiving or those gifts you gave to Angel Tree or the next nationwide tent crusade. Do you want to make a real impact? Get to know your neighbors. Find out what motivates them. Don’t get to know them with the agenda of giving them the four spiritual laws. Get to know them with the agenda of simply loving them and living the Gospel to them and speaking truth in love (preaching is not what we like to make it) without judgment. They’re worth it, but more importantly, God is worthy of them. Don’t freak out because they’re sinners… if they don’t know Christ… of course they’re sinners just as you were. Don’t forget that on this side of Glory… you still sin like crazy. You just know it now.
I suck at this. I really do. But I know this is what I must do. If each of us would focus our extra efforts into our neighbors and not on Christian activism – we would begin to see real change. I’m convinced of that. Rome saw real change – not because the Christians changed politics, but because they changed the people – they cared for the sick when no one else would – they took in children that had been abandoned – they taught people how to read, how to love, how to be a thriving part of a community and that was a Pagan nation. What do we do? Gnash our teeth and wring our hands at the state of the country and declare woe.
I know, I know – I’m crazy. But where in Scripture do you see that we should be more interested in the moral decline of our nation than we should be about preaching and living the Gospel. When did it become more important that our nation’s laws mirror the ten commandments than it is to hold the people we live near as dearly as Paul and the apostles did – loving them, being interested in the passions of their lives, and by doing so helping them to see that their lives will only find fulfillment in Christ alone. If you read the epistles, you will see that the strongest language is reserved for those who were affiliated with the church or with the established religious orders that are supposed to know better… not sinners.
We are a faithless Church. We rant and rave and wring our hands about the potential turnout of this election because it looks as if a pro-choice liberal (who isn’t a Muslim, by the way) might take our nation straight onto the path toward Hell itself. I’m sorry… I have more faith in my God than that and I actually believe nobody can be made a leader if God doesn’t want him/her to be one. Period. (Read Romans.)
So vote. Vote your conscience. Advocate for the candidate you believe is the man or woman God has chosen to hold the offices up for election on Nov. 4th. Don’t fear-monger. And don’t justify fear-mongering by saying you’re just making people aware of the truth. Have faith in the Sovereign God of the universe. He actually knows what He’s doing. Faith does not mean inaction. Faith does not mean ignorance. Act. Vote. Know why. But, for the sake of the witness of Christ and the glory of God… trust Him that regardless of the outcome of this election, He’s still on the throne and cannot be removed by anyone. The sky is not falling… not yet, at least.
As is evidenced throughout this blog… I go through a consistent dry spell of writing. Why is this? Well, honestly, it seems I lose interest. Anyone who knows me knows that I’ve always got something to say and an opinion about everything, but it seems that I go through a period of being completely uninterested in actually writing any of it down.
So, I find myself in another one of these periods. I’m told that in order to maintain an audience, I need to be consistent… so it appears I have failed on this count. Still trying to think through how to change this – but it may never happen.
So, until next time… whenever that is.